Random things

Woke up at 4:30 this morning with a blocked nose and a pounding headache. Panadol helped, but I do not expect to be overly productive today.

Ed Zitron captured the perfect analogy about company obsession with growth today.

As my friend Kasey put it in a recent conversation, growth is a fire. If you build a nice, sustainable fire, it’ll keep you warm, cook food and sustain life. And if the only thing you care about is how big your fire is, then it’ll set fire to everything around it, and the more you throw into it, the more it’ll burn. Eventually, you’ll have nothing left, but if you desperately desire that fire, you will constantly have to find new things to burn at any cost.

Today was spent mourning my wife’s uncle, who recently passed away.

It was a lovely service and commemoration and we caught up with family we don’t see enough.

As we caught up with these friends and relatives, it struck me how coming together with loved ones, no matter how sad the reason, is still a great cause for joy.

Rest in peace Rex.

Finally got around to cleaning under the lounge today.

It was filthy.

I have already created a calendar event to do it again in six months so I don’t have to deal with quite so much dust and dirt next time.

Damn Christmas is so freaking exhausting. I’m shattered.

Oh! Today, randomly, I discovered my old blog. Well, one of them, anyway. I have now migrated it over here.

Just need to find some time to fix up the linking and images. But it was fun to read some of that old stuff!

Gave up on trying to document the Lego Advent calendars. Had a couple of busy days and then forgot.

Maybe next year.

Hilariously just woke myself from an afternoon nap with a loud snore.

Yesterday I started doing something that ended up taking me all of yesterday and most of today.

It meant I didn’t really relax or doing anything fun. Going to have to make up for that tomorrow.

See, this is the kind of thing that just makes me appreciate Lego even more.

The Complete, Surprising Eight Year History Of LEGO’s Poop Piece feeds.gizmodo.com.au/~/7210737…

I went to the shops for the first time in ages today, and I think I inadvertently made an emotional commitment to buying a new Sonos Arc soundbar.

I’ve decided I need to do more writing for myself and my own pleasure. This little blog is a key part of that plan, but most days I find myself lost for ideas.

So a question: What is your writing ritual? What do you do to help you commit to composing prose regularly?

I didn’t even realise I had a shallow graze along the side of my thumb until I applied the hand sanitiser.

Then I knew. Oh, how I knew.

Yesterday was such a big day I’ve been little more than a vegetable today, lounging around without any energy. I would have loved to put Saturday on repeat, but I just don’t have it in me.

Years ago I went on a tour of the Bundaberg Rum distillery. I came home with this barrel full of rum, but it was all absorbed into the wood or evaporated before I could drink it.

Now the barrel sits on a shelf drying out, unused.

Still looks good though.

I do not have the mental capacity today to try and find a creative way to include the word aluminium in a post. So you get this fairly lazy attempt instead.

I happily left Facebook and Instagram years ago. I want to leave Twitter too, but I just can’t stop myself from opening up that horrendous bird app to watch the implosion.